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Oh judas Happy New Year

Oh judas Happy New Year

Silver was exchanged
as the vials 
Were distributed 
blindly
like
DRONES
SHAPED AS
BATS

HOVER
Over
Wuhan's
sky

the sampling
at the 
Vineyard
was quite
remarkable 
today

It was 
If as though
the selection
was chosen
For the Last
Supper

Cesar Newsom's
Gives a Token
to appease
the Establishment
while Pelosi
Finishes her 
Last 15$ pint
of ice cream 🍦
Underneath her chamber
On capital hill

Cuomo 
Had nothing 
To
Say
As he ordered
Infected COVID-19 
Assassins 
to congregate 
In a senior citizens'
community

The Mark
Of the
Beast
Is among
Us
As a savior
To the
Pandemic 
Of humanity
Sings about
an illuminati inspired
one World 🌎 order

Hollywood 
Reinvents
Theater 
Securing
Power
Through
A Netflix's flick

What is
True
Is what
Was
Written

The prophet 
Of revelation
Has spoken
As the
Ball
Drops
Signifying 
2021
The year of the 🐖pig

a prophecy 
In which
Ironically 
the 🐗boar
Stands ( George Orwell's Animal farm).....

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The fish of the sea

Lot in here. Very interesting connections you have made. Seems like it reflects the sense of Choas which was the year 2020. Peace to you. The Fish of the Sea

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pauline codd

You've created a snowball effect..I like it muchly.

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Being Me

Every year it's the same...we all toast the New Year in welcoming it as some sort of saviour with all the answers to everyone's problems. But it's not though, is it?  At best it is an uninvited guest with a New cloak over the same ancient body.  We can guess exactly what lies beneath if we really think about it. It is what lies in the folds of that brand new cloak that is the unknown. Delights aswell as devils sit waiting in them folds. There is no axe that falls at midnight on 31st December 2020 to sever it from 2021. There is no reset button. We carry on. What happened in 2020 will continue on its course until its course finds the finish line (and everything has a finish line). Whether that finish line is in 2021 or not is something only time will tell us.  Your words, Greg, remind me very much that the New year brings with it the same old problems from the old one. Let's just hope that somewhere in the folds of our visitor's new cloak will be some very good and happy surprises. But who knows...exciting times! Eh? 😉
All the best to you and yours, Greg!  Happy New Year my friend  x
 

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